It was lunch time, Sprout heard his tummy rumble. Hitch was out of town again on some sort of business that he hadn’t gone very deep into, so the quiet job of policing Maretime Bay was all down to the small red earth pony. He had spent most of the morning sat on Hitch’s chair, pretending to be the big shot and ordering around invisible subordinates to carry out…nothing, not a single pony had come in the police department all week.
He decided to shut up the building and leave a small note that said Out to lunch, back later on the door. It was typical that as soon as the key clicked in the lock that somepony would come bounding up the road with an emergency, but after glancing left and right, Sprout let out a sigh of relief when none appeared. He put the key in a bandolier and decided to walk a little into town, to find somewhere to get the aforementioned lunch.
The town wasn’t super huge on a lot of places to eat out. Some were hidden in back streets. Sprout knew a bakery where he could get a nice pastry roll and there were a few seats outside to sit at and watch the world go by. It was a sunny day so he decided to partake in the nice hot weather and take a long, slow and well chewed lunch. The food was cheap but good and a hungry Sprout eagerly took a large bite of the pastry roll. While he was chewing, he heard a familiar voice.
‘Hi!’
You couldn’t mistake that chirpy tone anywhere. Izzy Moonbow. Sprout still wasn’t one hundred percent sure what to make of Unicorns and Pegasi. Until not too long ago they were something to be feared, but Izzy had been instrumental in helping out after the uh…incident they didn’t talk about. He couldn’t begrudge her. Right now, she was standing opposite his table with a giant grin on her face, waiting for him to say hi back.
‘Uh, h-hi!’ Sprout spluttered, flakes of his pastry roll spraying out and onto the table. Perhaps he should have swallowed first. ‘Izzy!? What brings you to Maretime Bay?’ he asked, putting his food down.
‘Oh just the usual! Visiting friends!’ Izzy happily replied. ‘Sunny mainly, but it’s good to see you too!.’ she grinned. ‘Plus it’s lunch time! Sunny told me about this place but she couldn’t come. Glad to run into you though!’ the mare said. ‘What’s that!?’
Sprout realised she was pointing at his pastry roll. ‘Oh this? Uhhh, it’s lunch.’ Sprout said.
‘I mean what is it, silly, not what time of day it is.’ Izzy responded with a small chuckle. ‘I haven’t been around town much so I am a little unsure what to get! Your food is different to back home in Bridlewood.’ she explained.
Sprout got what she meant. ‘Oh uh, it’s like a tasty filling wrapped in pastry. They just call it a pastry roll…If I am honest I don’t know what is inside it but I like it.’ Sprout said, somewhat embarrassed he couldn’t explain exactly what he was chewing on. This seemed to just make Izzy more interested.
‘Good enough for me!’ was all the happy unicorn replied, vanishing into the shop for a few moments. When she came back out she was just about managing to keep hold of a large hoof full of pastry roll’s, levitating the rest. She haphazardly placed them all on the small table that Sprout was sitting at and took a seat herself. Sprouts eyes widened looking at the small pile now in front of him.
‘Is that a normal lunch for you?’ he asked, a little unable to process just how much Izzy had purchased.
‘No, but I want to try things and you made it sound good! Plus they have different types, did you know that?’ Izzy said, explaining to Sprout as she opened one up and started to munch on it. ‘The outside is the same but they’ve got different fillings see!’ she said, comparing hers to his. She was right, Sprout’s was a yellow sort of colour in the middle and Izzy’s was more of a pale green. Sprout assumed that was to do with whatever the middle was made with.
‘Huh, I’ve just been asking for the pastry roll and not specifying what to put in it.’ Sprout replied, a little dejected. Izzy gave him a friendly pat on the head, leaning in to whisper.
‘The baker knows, she just knows what you like.’ she explained, leaning back out and taking another bite. ‘But you were right! Delicious!’ the mare carried on, already having devoured the first of the many rolls. Sprout was a little impressed with her ability to pack so much away so quickly. For Sprout one of these things was an entire lunch. With Izzy it seemed more like a snack, they were totally going in three or four bites and slipping down her throat like she was breathing air. The deputy had completely stopped eating to watch the show going on in front of him, he swore one of the pastry’s vanished in a mere two bites. He was practically gawping, enough to make Izzy notice between bites.
‘What?’ she simply asked.
‘N-Nothing!’ Sprout had to scramble for an answer that didn’t sound rude. ‘You’re just quite an impressive eater. Usually I can only manage one. I think that’s your sixth.’ Sprout said. It got a grin and raised eyebrow from Izzy in return.
‘Like I said, our food back home is nothing like this. Maybe I have overindulged a little.’ Izzy said, covering her mouth with a hoof to try to disguise a light belch. Sprout had been so wrapped up with watching her eat that he had somewhat failed to notice her figure was…rounder. Nothing obvious, but it was clear that since Izzy had arrived here she had been quite clearly making her way around Maretime Bay in an effort to eat what was on offer and probably far too much of it also. Sprout began to wonder if she enjoyed eating to more of a degree than just liking a good meal. The stallion was timid though, he didn’t think it right to outright ask her, he’d work up to it.
‘I don’t think so, but have you been ordering perhaps a little more than normal at all these places?’ Sprout asked her, curious.
‘Oh yeah! Tried a whole bunch of things.’ Izzy smiled, taking another bite of a pastry. ‘There’s a great burger place on the main street! A dessert shack, even found a milkshake parlour!’ Izzy explained. It was clear to Sprout in her enthusiasm for all this that she was clearly enjoying trying all the different foods a great deal. He wanted to ask more about it.
‘Sounds like you really like your food.’ Sprout said.
‘Love food.’ Izzy replied, belching lightly again. ‘Love eating it.’
‘Like this?’ Sprout asked, he decided to take the plunge, he figured either he was going to be hit over the head or what he thought was going to happen would happen. Luckily, as he reached out and pushed a large portion of one of the pastry’s into Izzy’s mouth, he discovered it was the former. Izzy practically melted as the giant mouthful was pushed into her maw, chewing on it and swallowing with a gasp.
‘Like that.’ she giggled. ‘Again.’
‘Sprout was more than happy to oblige. The street was quiet, they weren’t being watched and he felt comfortable feeding her. Izzy was almost gluttonous. As soon as Sprout picked up a slice of pastry, her mouth was open waiting to devour it. There was a certain satisfaction in seeing her eat. It was somewhere between dainty and eager. Not a single crumb or fleck of pastry fell to the floor, Izzy getting every bit she could down her throat. The more slices Sprout fed her, the more her body seemed to be conforming to accommodate the big portions she was eating. Those already rather incredible curves were becoming more incredible. When he wasn’t staring at her eating he was watching as her body began to round, in a way. For example before she started he was sure he could make out most of the backing of the small chair Izzy was sat in. Now he could hardly see that much of it at all. Her flanks had ballooned to a point where she was now wider than it. Her small gut had also taken on quite a bit of the weight, with each pastry adding pounds to it. It now protruded out somewhat, covering a small portion of her large, wobbly thighs. Sprout was getting lost in Izzy, her personality and her looks. She was gorgeous. Rather quickly the deputy was falling in love with the mare in front of him and he didn’t feel like he was in any sort of position to stop it. Instead, he just pushed another slice of pastry between her lips.
‘You know I could show you other places to get great meals.’ Sprout suggested, in his mind, it was a good idea to take her on a tour of the town. Perhaps he could also stop off at the places she had already been and show her something new, like she had with these pastry rolls. It seemed Izzy liked the idea too.
‘Sure, only one of these things left anyway.’ she said, leaning inwards with a smile. ‘Think I can eat it all with only one bite?’
‘Let’s find out.’ Sprout suggested, taking the entire final pastry roll and with a little effort, cramming Izzy’s bulging cheeks full of it. Her eyes rolled back in her head as she chewed, she clearly loved being stuffed. Sprout made a mental note of that for later, it might come in handy. It took a little more chewing and a little bit longer, but Izzy swallowed the entire thing in just that one bite.
‘That was impressive, Piggy Moonbow.’ Sprout grinned, he felt his confidence rising, enough to give the rather gluttonous mare a fitting nickname. She blushed.
‘P-Please, I don’t think I quite qualify for that yet.’ she replied.
‘Well maybe later after a few more meals. Do you want to let that go down?’ Sprout asked, hopping off his seat.
‘No time like the present I say, where are we going next?’ Izzy asked.
‘I know a place, follow me.’ Sprout said, leading Izzy out of the side street that the bakery was situated in and onto the main thoroughfare. He was next to Izzy, watching her ass as she walked. Belly swaying left to right, rather round flanks pinching at her tail and jiggling up and down with every step. Her face had gained a little chubbiness too, cheeks slightly bloated out and rounded now. Sprout knew exactly where to take her next, the food there was, if you ordered the right thing, very fattening. Perfect for what Izzy seemed to want. It was just a short trot and in a few moments, a large neon sign appeared in front of them sporting a name.
Yum Yum Pancakes
‘Yum Yum Pancakes?’ Izzy asked, looking at the sign.
‘One of my favourite places for desserts. Was this where you went before?’ Sprout asked her.
‘Nope! Not here. Somewhere else, what was it called…’ Izzy tried to think, trailing off.
‘Doesn’t matter. You’ll love this.’ Sprout said with a smile, taking Izzy inside. By this time lunch time had passed but the pancake house was still serving food, the rush had just died out. That was good for them, no huge wait for their orders. Sprout made sure to sit with Izzy at a table that wasn’t too crammed in, as much as the thought of her large wobbling belly pressing up against a table was heaven, he didn’t want her to be uncomfortable. Izzy needed room to grow. When they found a suitable spot, he passed her a menu. Immediately her eyes lit up.
‘Ohhhhhhhhh, this all looks amazing. I don’t know what to choose…’ Izzy said to herself.
‘Why choose? They do a special, order everything on the menu and eat it all, and it’s free.’ Sprout said, pointing to a small part of the menu that was highlighted. Izzy grinned.
‘You’re right. Why choose? I choose everything!’ she said with a slightly excited yelp, the last word peaking in the high notes. Sprout just nodded and got off his seat to go to the order window to put in the orders for them both. He was just going to have something to drink, he didn’t want to miss a second of feeding Izzy stacks and stacks of pancakes.
He watched her practically drooling even waiting the short time for the food to arrive. Izzy was a little impatient, apparently very much impatient when it came to waiting for food. Luckily with the place being so quiet the food came rather quickly. At first Izzy frowned, a single plate was put down with a small stack of pancakes.
‘That’s it?’ she asked the server who had placed them there.
They laughed. ‘No, that’s the first serving which is just the regular pancakes. Here comes the rest.’
From the kitchen a small trolley was wheeled out piled high with pancakes. Then another… and another. Three in total, each one was stuffed to the brim with pancakes. Sweet pancakes, savoury too. A few waffles were thrown in the mix because they were also on the menu. Then there were desserts. Ice creams, milkshakes and slices of rich and gooey looking cakes. Izzy’s frown turned upside down.
‘Uhhhh.’ Sprout could see her trying to choose. ‘What do I start with first?’ she asked.
‘Well how about those initial pancakes?’’ Sprout said, picking up what was on Izzy’s plate and wafting them under her nose. ‘And you better be fast, don’t want the ice cream melting do we?’ he teased her a little.
‘Wouldn’t…want…to…waste…any.’ Izzy said, each of her words being said slowly as she leaned forward, mouth open, quickly devouring the pancakes Sprout had been offering her just a few moments ago. They were delicious, so sweet and soft, covered in all that gorgeous maple syrup. The liquid syrup almost acted like a lubricant, allowing the sugar laden treats to slide down her throat with little resistance. With rosy red cheeks, Izzy simply looked at Sprout and said ‘More.’
Sprout was more than happy to oblige. From the first trolley which he pulled closer to their table he took more pancakes, various toppings covered these. Some with fruit, some with more maple syrup. Some with ice cream. Each one vanished in Izzy’s hungry mouth as Sprout fed her every single one. The sugar rich content of them was doing wonders for that already overly hefty body of hers, fat flanks spreading wider and wider, thighs becoming thick, meaty monsters to support her weight. Stomach pressing closer and closer to him as he fed her. It was hungry too, plenty of pleasing sounds were emanating from it as Izzy filled it with all the pancakes she could.
GGGGggggrrrRRRrrrrUUUuuOOOoooooRRRRrrpPPPPPP!
Izzy was already blushing, her face couldn’t be much more red. She wordlessly ate the next treat that Sprout was offering her. Sprout was in love, he had never met a girl who had an appetite like this or the ability to practically grow in front of his eyes. The small stallion was putty in her hooves. She could ask him for anything and he’d probably do it without hesitation. He did wonder if she was using any magic to aid this whole thing. Not that it mattered…
Everything was adding to her, everything. It was lucky that Izzy hadn’t started the day out wearing any clothes. By this point not even the biggest pants or stretchiest top would have fitted her. Her body was wobbling. Every bite she took with that large, chubby face of hers was causing fat to ripple like ocean waves. Her bulbous blubber flanks were giving that large, extra wide booth style seat she was sitting in a run for its money. Quickly as she ate her fill she too was filling it. Sprout was yearning for the moment when she got up, or the seat gave way. He suspected the latter might be what happens first. He could hear it creaking ever so slightly under the immense weight it was having to hold up. The thing itself was probably hollow on the inside, it could take a regular pony. But Izzy? She probably weighed as much as three already and was now onto the ice cream, which had barely started to melt by the point she was starting to greedily eat it. Already she had worked her way through the first trolley of food which had been cleaned out super quickly. One down, two to go.
Ice cream always had the potential for a brain freeze, but Izzy didn’t seem even slightly bothered or looked like she had any intention of taking it slower. Whole scoops vanished in mere seconds, her body quickly searching for somewhere to pack on the blubbery pounds. IT was all evenly spreading over her rather nicely, with her belly and flanks taking the brunt of it all. The telltale sign of a real big mare was what happened to their tail at these monster sizes. Their butt cheeks began to press up around it rather easily, with Izzy hers it was rising behind her head like a small mountain and starting to devour her tail as if it was hungry too. The eating and gaining frenzy was only interrupted by one thing.
CRRRRUUUNNNNNCCHHHHHHH!
The poor seat that had vanished behind Izzy, now with her ass overflowing on top of it, gave up the ghost. No longer able to support all that weight, the wooden frame underneath cracked and crunched into splinters. There was a tiny pause. Izzy just raised an eyebrow at Sprout and gave him a rather seductive look.
‘More room for me.’ she cooed.
‘You’re amazing.’ was all Sprout managed to stutter, going right back to feeding her.
‘You can call me that when I’ve cleaned out all the carts.’ Izzy said with a chubby grin. Sprout was more than happy to attempt to call her bluff on that one. The ice cream was gone, the final cart was all that remained. This one was full of waffles as well as the remaining desserts. Sprout started with some of the waffles, which he double stacked. Greedy Izzy seemed to be able now to fit much more in her waiting maw, something Sprout was enjoying greatly. It was almost a challenge to see just how much he could stuff in there at once, watching as her already fattened cheeks bulged out, then retreated when she swallowed. He wasn’t trying to cause her any discomfort, just see exactly what she was capable of. It seemed whatever he threw at her, or more accurately pressed lovingly into her mouth, she took it no problem.
And still she was getting bigger. Her form was becoming better and better the bigger she got. She held up a hoof, indicating she needed to stop for a moment. This was for two things. One was rather loud and unlady-like.
‘BWWWwwwwWWWWaaaaRRRRRPPPPP!!!!!’
This was followed by a flop forward, where Izzy pressed downwards onto what was quickly turning out to be a belly bed that was pushing her legs apart. With this manoeuvre, Sprout actually felt a small amount of motion in the floor, the incredibly large Izzy causing a small amount of the land under her to shift with her. Quite incredible. Attempting to stand she was rather impressive, inching her way closer to Sprout for the final bites of food from Yum Yum Pancakes he could only blush and watch as a towering ass wobbled forward along with the rest of the mare's body. Finally, he pressed the final item from the cart in. A triple stacked waffle pancake pie. Izzy easily swallowed it whole, before giving her jaw a rest and leaning forward a little into Sprout.
‘Mmmmmm, every bite of that meal was delicious.’ she cooed, giving Sprout a little tease by brushing her fattened rolls up against the stallion. ‘Now you can call me that word.’
‘Amazing…’ was all Sprout said.
‘I…. Urrrpppp!... agree.’ Izzy teased. ‘Now then, you said you had some other places to show me? As tasty as that all was, I could use a palette cleanser.’ Izzy said with a wink.
‘Uh… y-yeah, I know a few more spots.’ Sprout stumbled over his words. She wanted even more? She had already over tripled her size in this one spot. Sprout was sure by the time the day was over, he’d be trying to figure out how to get a mare the size of a small house home. He thought about it for a moment, perhaps in a moment of clarity, it was too much?
It was never too much.
‘Follow me.’ was all he said, the large, blorpy, wobbling Izzy just a few steps behind him as they headed for the next spot.
